Be careful,” Zitora said. “He’s armed.”
“I’m a Stormdancer! Mere metal is nothing compared with the power of a storm.” Kade made his voice boom and spread his arms wide. His eyes sparked with humor. “I. Am. Invincible.”
“Until a happy wind blows,” I said.
“Curse those sunny days.”
“The bane of your existence.”
“The scourge of society.”
“The downfall of decency.”
“And boring, too. Nothing like a good gale to put a spring in your step.

Autore: Maria V. Snyder

Be careful,” Zitora said. “He’s armed.”<br />“I’m a Stormdancer! Mere metal is nothing compared with the power of a storm.” Kade made his voice boom and spread his arms wide. His eyes sparked with humor. “I. Am. Invincible.”<br />“Until a happy wind blows,” I said.<br />“Curse those sunny days.”<br />“The bane of your existence.”<br />“The scourge of society.”<br />“The downfall of decency.”<br />“And boring, too. Nothing like a good gale to put a spring in your step. - Maria V. Snyder


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